Michael reached forward and picked up the item, holding it for a moment.In his mind there was a sudden feeling of drunken disorientation. Chapter 2: W...at Passes for RealityHe held the beautiful trinket but realized the lights in the room hadgone out. No... not entirely. Behind him was a dim orange flickeringflame. He now stood in high grass. He looked away from the golden arch,up at the sky. The totality of darkness made the stars stand outperfectly. His eyes seemed to drink in the starlight.. Reaching down, he wrapped her arms around him as he lay like that for several minutes just letting his cock rest inside of her. Finally moving again, he felt himself grow hard again and sat up wanting to try something else. Still keeping his dick inside her, he had her sit on his lap with her ankles still wrapped around him and started moving her up and down on his cock as she sobbed just wanting this to be over. Smirking quietly, he knew what she wanted and said "Bitch....you're not going. Removing his hand, he rearranged himself, Sarah watched, propped up on her elbows as her step-brother repositioned. Comfortable, although his cock was unmistakably hard, he looked at his hand, then to his step-sister, who was sitting upright with one leg on the couch, the other on the floor, the small patch of hair above her lips twinkled with her juices. She reached out to Michael, taking the hand which had pleasured her, and sucked each finger provocatively; Michael nearly came in his pants. "Hey, slow down," he remarked."I'm going to need all of this and some of your bourbon, too," she replied."Don't drink too much -- you won't be able to respond at all." I doubt you'd let me get that drunk."Ben regarded her as she ate. She looked up and pressed her hand to her neck. "Are you looking at my pulse?"He smiled. "It looks like you relax and then it starts throbbing again." It keeps flashing on me what we're about to do." She held up her empty wine glass and Ben refilled it. He regarded.